Chapter 165 This is not a good sign
He looked sad as he said this.
Yan Buyu felt a pang of discomfort in her heart.
My uncle said that his family dotes on their youngest daughter.
She was a girl who was born with an island and a private jet.
Because of her poor health, no one in her family could bear to say a single word of dissent to her.
Song Jingyi is eight years older than his sister, and he has spoiled her for eight years, starting when he was eight years old.
He felt a strange sadness in his heart.
Her brother only stayed with her for two years before he couldn't bear to part with her. He was willing to let their mother leave with nothing in order to take her with him.
Song Jingyi must be even more heartbroken by the loss of his younger sister.
He may look a bit fierce, but he's a good older brother.
Song Jingyi didn't miss Yan Buyu's reddened eyes.
This child is thoughtful and has a strong sense of empathy.
His expression remained unchanged, but in his heart he was thinking about how to revise it for her later.
This is not a good sign; it makes people vulnerable to being scammed.
After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence at the dining table.
Lan Xinyan coughed lightly and said softly, "Jingyi, Auntie didn't know what you liked to eat, so I prepared these. Try them and see if they suit your taste."
Song Jingyi turned his head with a smile, "Look at me, why am I saying all this? Aunt Lan, these are all very good. I'm not picky about food. There's only one thing I don't eat, and that's celery."
"Oh, really? My son Buyu doesn't eat celery either. These shrimp balls are delicious, you should try them."
The rest of the meal was like a typical family dinner, with a few casual words about the dishes.
Occasionally, the conversation would drift to Yan Buyu, but no one thought much of it.
They assumed he was simply missing his deceased sister.
Shen Yanzhou had been observing Song Jingyi, who was a formidable and dangerous figure.
That night at the banquet, he acted swiftly and ruthlessly, showing no mercy even after learning about the other party's background.
They were even able to intercept their own surveillance footage and shake off their pursuers without the company's security system noticing.
As for Wu Xiaoyang...
It's probably also related to his statement, "I want them dead."
This highly perceptive and ruthless character can now make Aunt Lan happy with just a few words.
It's like frequently inviting younger relatives of friends to visit.
"He's dangerous," Shen Yanzhou pushed up his glasses.
There was an extra wasabi shrimp ball in the bowl.
Shen Yanzhou looked over, then grinned at him without saying a word, "Big brother, let's eat."
A hint of warmth flickered in her eyes. "You eat too."
Shen Yunqi had no feelings for Song Jingyi, but he thought that Song Jingyi's bald subordinate was quite skilled.
Song Jingyi chatted with the two elders and answered their questions beautifully.
He didn't neglect the interaction between the three siblings.
The two Shen brothers were very kind to the child; neither of them forgot to serve her food.
Even with all this care, how come she's still so thin?
The memory of what A-Cheng had said about Yan Qihang abusing her flashed through her mind.
It must be because he was poorly nourished as a child.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be so thin and small; it's all in her genes.
No, chopping Yan Qihang up piece by piece is too easy for him.
He wanted to torture that person to death slowly in the most cruel way in the world.
After finishing his meal, Song Jingyi prepared to leave.
Shen Zhiye made a token attempt to keep him there, saying, "Jingyi, it's still early, sit a while longer."
“Yes, let’s have some more fruit.” Lan Xinyan also got up.
Song Jingyi smiled politely, "Uncle Shen and Aunt Lan have already troubled you enough today, so I won't keep you any longer. You should get some rest too, and I'll visit you again another day when I have the chance."
“Jingyi, Uncle Shen knows you are capable, but I still want to tell you that once we’re in Beijing, it’s our own place. If you encounter any problems, feel free to contact me anytime.” Shen Zhiye greatly admires outstanding and capable juniors.
"Then I certainly won't stand on ceremony with you, Uncle Shen and Aunt Lan, please wait."
Song Jingyi then bid farewell to Shen Yanzhou and Shen Yunqi in turn, and finally looked at Yan Buyu, "Little sister, eat well, see you again when you have the chance."
He nodded without saying a word, "Goodbye, Mr. Song."
After seeing Song Jingyi off, the family members all expressed their opinions.
Shen Zhiye: "He's much more shrewd than the last time I saw him. He's a remarkable person, even more formidable than his father was back then."
Shen Yanzhou: "He's intelligent and resourceful; he shouldn't be underestimated."
Shen Yunqi: "He's quite good at making women happy."
Lan Xinyan: "I think it's great. The gift was just right, and the person is very good at handling people."
He remained silent, saying, "He's good-looking and has a great physique." Even the horrifying tattoos on his body became mere embellishments and decorations, less frightening than they initially appeared.
As Song Jingyi got into the car, his smiling face instantly turned cold. He loosened his collar and rolled up his cuffs.
He took a cigarette from the car and lit it.
His slender fingers held a cigarette, and the tattoo on the back of his hand flickered in and out of focus under the scarlet light.
Leaning back in his chair, he lazily exhaled a puff of smoke. "What gifts have you prepared?"
Chen Mo, who was driving in front, was as quiet as his name suggested.
He didn't say a word all night.
Only when Song Jingyi asked did he say, "Cigars, crystal glasses, several cashmere shawls, and several handmade wallets."
Song Jingyi hummed in agreement. It's the first time he's visiting, so there's no need to go overboard. This is fine, just a token gesture, nothing more.
Nobody needs those things.
He took another drag of his cigarette. "Did you put the necklace in?"
“I released it. I specifically reminded the butler that the box is small and not to miss anything,” Chen Mo glanced at the rearview mirror and asked his question, “Brother Yi, how can you be sure that the necklace will end up in Miss’s hands and not in Shen Zhiye’s wife’s hands?”
Song Jingyi smiled slightly, flicked off the ash from his cigarette, and let the ashes fall onto the pure wool blanket. "Shen Zhiye's wife likes colored gemstones, and the kids prefer gold. You can tell at a glance who this is for."
Besides, the couple treats the child well; if they see something cute or fun, they'll give it to her right away.
Chen Mo didn't speak.
Yi-ge, who never cares about others, personally prepared the chain this time. In order to give it away openly and honestly, he also sent gifts to his whole family.
He even went out for a business dinner, which he always hated.
There's only one person who can make him care this much.
Even the lady of the house never received a gift personally selected by Yi-ge.
“Amo,” Song Jingyi, who was sitting in the back, suddenly spoke up, “Turn around and go to that neighborhood.”
Chen Mo didn't say anything and simply did as instructed.
Song Jingyi felt that not bringing Acheng along was the right choice, otherwise he would be asking questions like a noisy duck.
Chen Mo followed him when she was sixteen, and it's been ten years now.
He is my most capable assistant, without exception.
The two had developed such a tacit understanding that they could know what the other was going to do with just a glance or a short sentence.
"Yi-ge, we've arrived."
Song Jingyi glanced at the dilapidated, uninhabited building, then pushed open the car door and got out.
The dim streetlights in the community flickered on and off, weeds grew rampant in the courtyard, and crooked window frames could be seen everywhere in the buildings.
The silver Maybach stood in stark contrast to the dilapidated house.
Song Jingyi strode toward one of the buildings.
This is where the child grew up.
It was even smaller and more dilapidated than his interrogation room.
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